v2 Chapter 1444： Riddles ability (1/2)

Harry seemed to want to say something, but Dumbledore made a banned gesture and there was something to go up to.

They followed Mrs. Cole out of the office, walked up the stone stairs, and walked and shouted and accused her helpers and children.

The orphans were all wearing gray tunic robes, and they all looked reasonably taken care of, but there was no doubt that growing up in this place, the atmosphere was very gloomy and depressed. This orphanage is a fairly old building. The pattern and decoration inside give a feeling of gloom.

The light is not enough, even if the time is close to noon, it is still full of cold and dark.

Looking at their orphans from every room, the eyes that are not radiant...

”We are here,” said Mrs. Cole.

They turned a corner on the stairs on the third floor and stopped at the door of the first room in a long corridor.

She knocked on the door and went in.

”Tom? Someone came to see you. This is Mr. Dumbleton, sorry, Mr. Deng Debo. He came to tell you... Hey, let him tell you.”

Avon, Harry and two Dumbledore walked into the room together, and Mrs. Cole closed the door behind them.

This is an empty, undecorated cottage with only an old closet and an iron bed.

A boy sits on a gray blanket with two long legs in front and a book in his hand.

Tom Riddle enjoys a single room treatment, but it looks more like a prison room.

Ai Wen looked closely at Tom Riddle. He couldn't see the shadow of the Gunter family on his face. Merop's last words became reality: he was a miniature version of his handsome father. For an eleven-year-old child, his weight is high, his hair is dark and his face is pale.

This is a very handsome and very flattering child. From the outside, this is his first impression.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Dumbledore's weird look and dress.

No one talked for a while, the atmosphere in the room was silent and quirky.

”It's a bad memory.” A low voice rang in Evan's ear.

He turned his head and saw the fifteen-year-old Riddle's fuzzy figure floating beside him, disappearing in a flash!

This guy, since the last semester of the Ministry of Magic, Ivan has never seen him again.

But he must have existed, he can only live on that ring, and Dumbledore has been carrying the ring.

At that moment, Ai Wen felt that this guy seemed to be a bit different!

Where is not the same, he can't say it, he almost flashed in front of Ai Wen.

Evan looked at Dumbledore again. He didn't get any response. Just like using the confusion spell and the soul-taking, the headmaster didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He didn't seem to notice the fifteen-year-old Riddle's soul. After that, Ai Wen’s gaze finally fell on his hand with a ring, and the spell on it was particularly dazzling.

Harry also looked back at the question and looked at Ai Wen, and turned his head to pay attention to the conversation between Dumbledore and Riddle.

”Hello, Tom.” Dumbledore said as he stepped forward and reached out.

The boy hesitated, then reached out and shook hands.

Dumbledore pulled a hard wooden chair to Riddle, so they looked like an inpatient and a visitor.

”I am Professor Dumbledore.”